Sheila was an aide at the Home of the Innocents. She was working that first day when we took Lew from the respite care home to HOTI. That day was a fog for me. On that day Sheila was just one of a cloud of concerned, welcoming faces we encountered. Over the months...

It was the day we took Lew to the Home of the Innocents to stay. It was the worst day of my life — but not for the reasons I expected it to be. Everything went well that morning. We knew we had to be ready to leave when Judson got on the school bus at 8:00...

“THAT’S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY! IT ISN’T YOUR CHILD HAVING UNCONTROLLABLE SEIZURES ON YOUR LIVINGROOM FLOOR!!” My usually quiet voice blasted Lew’s pediatric neurologist. A stunned silence followed on the end of phone line. But he had a plan. He...